After gaining the fallen spirit and seeing the glory of the god of war, the counterattack of the warriors of the Fang Kingdom has become fierce.

The chaos and panic when he was just awakened from his sleep quickly turned into anger and war intent after throwing behind the corpses of countless companions in a row. The soldiers of the Fang Kingdom, who were originally fighting in twos and threes, were loudly summoned by the generals and reorganized into formations, and while gradually converging the remnants, they launched resistance and attacks in the fortress.

In the war-torn fortress, a hoarse roar rang out over and over again—

"Green Wheat Tribe, put out the fire immediately!

The top officer in charge of the whole army was standing on the high wall and brandishing a torch, shouting at the commander of another tribe. Lin Yuqing thought about it and immediately understood: if the fire in the fortress continued to burn, it was likely that the alien races on the front line would find the flames, and once they realized that the checkpoint was under attack, it would be a matter of time before the Fang people faced a two-front battle.

The officer's whistle echoed through the stone walls along with the sound of his orders, as if he were unaware that he had become the most conspicuous target, and with his orders, the Fangguo troops took turns to attack and retreat, and while gradually recovering the lost ground and stabilizing the situation of the battle, the raging fires were extinguished everywhere with the help of the falling spirits, leaving only billowing smoke between the stone walls and the towers.

However, the opponent is still difficult.

Cash's reaction speed is astonishing.

As an alien, he has two special advantages: the special sound when the alien shouts, which has a strong penetrating power, and every command is almost directly transmitted to the ears of the soldiers;

At the same time, Cash also provides a tactic for his own fallen spirits - to completely abandon the protection of alien soldiers.

Since the number of Fallen Spirits was far less than that of the Fang Nation's troops, once they fell into a tug-of-war, it was equivalent to defeat, so when the opponent slaughtered the Alien Soldiers like a harvest, these Fallen Spirits only focused on finding an opportunity to eliminate the Fang soldiers who were carrying the Fallen Spirits, assassinate the Fang Nation officers, and even kill two unlucky priests.

The Fallen Spirits on one side will not decrease due to the decrease in soldiers, but the Fallen Spirits on the other side are constantly being sent back to Valhalla - the people of the Fang Kingdom may look down on bugs, but they are not stupid, and they soon see that they can't fight for long. Under the officer's successive orders, both the Fangguo troops and the Fallen Spirit adjusted their tactics, and this time, the remnants of a thousand alien races, who had no environmental advantage or numerical superiority, were finally forced into a corner.

Victory was near—until the soldiers of the Fang Kingdom saw the glory of the god of war.

When Stuka hurried out of the square where the battle took place with the two soldiers he had hastily pulled up, the waves of cheers were deafening as they shook the fortress, the stone brick walls, and the earth, and they even shook slightly: "Praise the god of war!

In the next second, a dazzling light that was so white that it seemed to illuminate the heavens and the earth flashed, and the cheers were cut off.

The Yamaguchi level suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

He's still too late.

Stuka's eyes widened in the direction of what he thought should be the square, but he couldn't see anything clearly. His legs trembled, and for the first time in nineteen years of his life, he was afraid.

Has the whole army been destroyed?" he thought blankly.

At the same time that Stuka groped his way through the wall and got up, on the high platform in the distance, Lin Yuqing slowly opened his eyes.

When he heard the words "praise the god of war", he closed his eyes - if he had anything to know about the fallen spirit after two days of spending time with the glory of the god of war, it must be this.

A light breeze blew through the stone walls, and the sound was clearly amplified in the dead silence. In the distance, the humanoid fallen spirit was like a painting that had been wiped off by bread, and a large piece of it was empty, and even the floor was eroded and sunk deep. It suddenly giggled, and said something in a vague voice to the remaining circle of Fangguo soldiers, Lin Yuqing couldn't hear clearly, but he thought that Rong Guang must be saying—

"Praise me, praise her for what?"

The glory of the god of war slid down the silk robe on his shoulders, and he smiled softly: "You guys are wrong, where can she compare to me?"

After a while, there was a trembling voice, which sounded intermittently.

"Why, why ......? War, God of War...... ......It was a young warrior, his face still green, and every pimple turned blood-red.

Glory rolled his eyes suddenly—even when it was extremely impatient, it was still vivid and moving: "I'm really fed up, don't add the word God of War to my name!"

After a pause, it suddenly smiled hoarsely and softly: "Call me glorious in the future, and if you serve me as a god, I will let you all have a future." ”

The warriors of the Fang Kingdom stared at it blankly, at the face that seemed to be like the god of war turned alive.

Lin Yuqing never expected that from the direction of the square, the first sound he heard clearly was a sobbing voice that still broke out after the soldiers of the Fang Kingdom tried their best to suppress it.

Since the beginning of the Fang Kingdom, this fallen spirit has always been the symbol of the god of war in the world. Even if it doesn't go to war, as long as it's still in Valhalla, the god of war is still overlooking, accompanying, and guiding the people of her fang. They stepped onto the battlefield with peace of mind, knowing that they would finally return to hers.

Now, that belief is broken.

"Straight line," a voice suddenly sounded softly beside him, and when Lin Yuqing turned around, he found that it was the pale high priest who spoke—"What?" the young man couldn't help but ask.

"The glory of the god of war...... Its ability is to vaporize everything within a certain radius around it," the High Priest didn't look at him, but explained calmly, "Based on the worst-case scenario, if the remaining soldiers can retreat in a straight line one after another, the casualties will be minimal. ”

"If it keeps activating the ability to ......"

"It can't be done," the High Priest shook his head, "and all power must be paid." The more powerful it is, the more expensive it becomes...... I've never seen a record of it being used more than three times in a row in the Valsoul's Book. ”

The boy shuddered, "Then we have to inform them quickly-"

"The Guxi tribe is over there, and Mendur Khan naturally wants to get it, so I don't need to say it. The high priest waved his hand and held on to the wall again. He was thinner than the last time they had met, and as he moved, his shoulder blades rose high, and his white robe was propped up to look like two tiny wings.

Lin Yuqing looked at his back, and the harrier feathers that floated down the high platform appeared in front of him again.

The fluttering feathers that melted into the night, he could never erase them from his eyes. There was a doubt, as if it was hovering over the back of his head, but he couldn't pull it into his mind.

Just as he was stunned, the high priest suddenly woke him up with another sentence: "The number of aliens seems to be wrong. ”

"What?" Lin Yuqing hurriedly turned around, dropped the thought just now, and looked out.

"The glory has also evaporated a lot of aliens just now," the high priest said with a frown, "and counting some of the people who died in battle, there are still fewer aliens left. ”

At this moment, the person who looked like a general below really reacted, and under his repeated orders, the remnants of the Fang Kingdom that were almost collapsing finally moved slowly - the high priest looked at the square below, and sighed again: "Maybe it's dark, they are hiding in the corner, I didn't see it." ”

"Maybe they're all dead!" When this sentence blurted out, it sounded strangely heavy, Lin Yuqing hurriedly glanced at the high priest, and saw that he didn't mind, so he eased his tone as if he was a little embarrassed: "After all, the difference in the number of people between the two sides is too great. ”

The boy himself did not notice that as he spoke, his fingers were digging tightly into the cracks in the stone, and an inexplicable irritability somehow grew thicker and thicker.

The high priest was not convinced by this statement. He shook his head, his voice very soft, as if he was thinking and muttering to himself: "Although there are many soldiers who have been transferred into the fortress tonight, they are not gathered in one place. What's more, the other party carried a lot of Falling Spirits, and with the two canceling each other, our side hardly had any advantage at first...... With the battle just now, could it be that three or four thousand alien soldiers have already been wiped out?"

The words of the high priest, Lin Yuqing didn't hear a word in his ears - what does it matter if there are more or fewer alien soldiers!

Half of his body leaned out of the wall, and his mind was on the square below.

Even with the order, the warriors of the Fang Kingdom still seemed to have lost their souls, their steps were disordered, staggering and staggering to scatter their formations and retreat, and they did not dare to turn their backs on the fallen spirit in the center of the square, and walked backwards step by step, and from time to time someone bumped into each other and fell to the ground together.

Even if it was just a rehearsal, it was bad enough, but there were alien soldiers and their fallen spirits on one side.

At least a few dozen of the fallen spirits of the Fang Country troops were sent away just now, and the remaining fallen spirits became the only protective umbrella for the soldiers of the Fang Kingdom to retreat safely - but it backfired.

When the abilities released by the two falling spirits suddenly collided in the night sky, the chaos was like a little spark falling in the oil, and it was agitated by the shouts of the aliens, and it burst into flames; there were no more combat units of hundreds or thousands, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a surging, scolding, wailing, and rampage sea of people.

"Move closer to me! Move closer to me!" shouted one of the generals, protected by the fallen spirits beside him. His roar was intermittent by the sound waves, and I don't know how many people heard it.

No matter how you look at it, the fallen spirits of the Fang Kingdom are indeed loyal to their duties.

But in the melee, the Fallen Spirits could not distinguish the Fang people who were torn and entangled in the Alien Race, and they couldn't help but throw rat traps and didn't even dare to use their abilities;

The square was located between the two towers of the fort, surrounded by towering stone walls, and it was in such an environment that Lin Yuqing could clearly hear someone shouting at the top of his voice: "The exit is blocked!"

"Let me help!" he couldn't hold back any longer, and turned his head to shout at the high priest, but he couldn't help but pause as soon as the words came out.

Yue Kai's eyebrows were furrowed, as if his mind had been captured by another thing, and he didn't even realize the chaos below, and he didn't even hear Lin Yuqing's voice.

Just as the boy was about to speak again, a sound of heavy and fast footsteps rushed up the steps, Lin Yuqing's heart shrank, and he hurriedly called out Nagarjuna—when a jet-black leopard-shaped falling spirit quickly blocked the entrance to the steps, Stuka's voice suddenly sounded from behind it: "It's me!"

Lin Yuqing's body was relieved, and Nagarjuna immediately shrank his body and jumped back to sit on his shoulder, and Stuka rushed in a few steps, half of his body already soaked in blood. He didn't even have time to say hello, as soon as his eyes fell on the high priest, he immediately shouted urgently: "Yue Kai!

The high priest suddenly came back to God.

"You're the only one who can stabilize the morale of the army now," Stuka grabbed him by the arm and dragged him down, "I wanted to find another priest to summon the Fallen Spirit, but I couldn't find a single feather!

"Can't find any other priests?" he muttered, shuddering and halting. At this moment of urgency, he suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Yuqing and asked, "Did the alien race let you come back?"

The young man didn't expect this question at all, and when he was caught off guard, his expression had already answered for him.

"No wonder I think the number of alien soldiers is low, and no wonder you haven't been killed by aliens, it turns out that Cash used you for this purpose. The High Priest frowned, "They want to use your mouth to convey a message to me - the White Springs tribe has been thrown somewhere. Once I send the priests to recover the fallen spirits and rescue the people, I will fall into their trap!"

Stuka's face turned pale, and he choked and pulled out his waist knife; Lin Yuqing was shocked, and suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly shouted: "I—I don't know!"

"I believe you are not colluding with the interracial race. "But I guess Cash has at least a thousand soldiers left behind to ambush the priests and warriors I sent where the White Springs tribe was located. ”

"Then if they don't come back......" Stuka held the scabbard with a look of astonishment, and even his voice trembled slightly.

"The Fallen Spirits I sent are strong and numerous, and it is impossible to eat our team with a small number of troops. Cash's purpose is probably to stop the priests from returning to the fortress and summoning more fallen spirits!" the High Priest sighed, and was about to go downstairs when he was thrown by the ground, unsteady on his feet, and almost fell down the steps—

The fortress was finally about to become untenable.

Collapse, break, topple, crush......

If it weren't for the fact that Nagarjuna bit his collar and pulled him, Lin Yuqing, who was still standing in a daze, was afraid that he would be smashed by the falling boulder.

As soon as he was excited, he realized that from the center of the square, where the fighting was most intense, several deep fissures were rapidly stretching out from the stone brick floor in all directions, all the way to the towers, the lookouts, and even under the walls—for a moment, the pass was crumbling and precarious in the tremors.

"Let's go!" escorted the high priest down the steps, and Stuka didn't care about the anger of the forest fish, so he carried him on his shoulders and ran away.

The collapse of the fortress pushed this chaotic night straight into disaster.

There is probably no language in the world that can describe such a catastrophe: the fallen spirits are still fighting each other in mid-air, and the power covers half the world, like a death trap from which there is no escape, and the fortress is teetering to collapse like a loose tooth. In the cracks, there is the blood, flight, fighting, and crying of the small race...... At this time, there seems to be little difference between humans and aliens.

"Warriors of the Fang Country, the god of war is above, half of our army is still outside the pass, the high priest is safe, we are not defeated!" Stuka took the high priest and Lin Yuqing and plunged into the panicked crowd that fled in all directions, and shouted loudly over and over again: "Don't panic, everyone, retreat with their respective patriarchs!"

Thankfully, he's not the only one trying to restore order. The general named Mendur Khan, the patriarch of the Blade Tribe, Fengyue, and the captain of the hundred people who survived the battle...... One after another, shouting orders rose and fell above the sea of people, all of them were human language, and Lin Yuqing even saw the patriarch with red skin and hair, slashing the alien races around him one by one, and using their heads as a token to call on the children of his headquarters.

Under the protection of their own fallen spirits and the organization of their superiors, the warriors of the Fang Kingdom fought their way out of the alien race, the falling spirits, and the collapse of the heavens and the earth, and rushed towards the few still standing gates. Under the impact of such a flow of people, Lin Yuqing was accidentally squeezed away, seeing Stuka's back swallowed by the crowd, he screamed urgently, but found that his shout was immediately submerged in the majestic sound of heaven and earth.

"Come here!" a voice shouted from afar several times before it faintly reached Lin Yuqing's ears.

The young man turned his face to see a thin white shadow waving at him not far away—in such a terrible chaos, no one of the Fang soldiers who had no torches and no command did not realize that the high priest was actually beside him; with Nagarjuna opening the way, he finally squeezed to Yue Kai's side: "Let's get out quickly!"

"Cash and Glory are gone," shouted Yukai, "and I never heard Cash in command again as soon as the chaos began!"

Tonight, the high priest always seemed to be careless - Lin Yuqing suppressed the familiar irritability that surged up again, and reached out to support him: "Yes!"

"Cash didn't care about the lives of those 5,000 soldiers, and the whole army could be annihilated. Yue Kai gasped, if someone hadn't helped him, he was afraid that he would have been wrapped in a human flow and trampled to death: "It seems that my idea is right, he is trying to win more than just a surprise battle...... He's trying to destroy the level fortress now!"

Seeing that the young man seemed to be stunned, Yue Kai shook his head and sighed: "You can look back and look at the fallen spirits of the alien race...... I've been watching it for a while. ”

Lin Yuqing didn't need to look back, the scenes in his mind had already flashed past the scenes in his vision just now. He knew that the High Priest was right—if his opponent couldn't seize such a great opportunity, then he wouldn't be Cash.

He opened his mouth and tried several times, but finally regained his voice: "But even if the fortress is destroyed, so what? Didn't Fang Guo also fight out of the customs in the past? He overestimated the significance of the level!"

"You have a point, the fall of the fortress does not shake the fundamentals. The high priest let out a sigh of relief, and he didn't know what kind of thoughts he fell into, and after a while, he suddenly said, "The army outside the pass should already be carrying out rescue." ”

The boy nodded, his lips pale. They were carried all the way to the gate at the back of the fortress, and there was a commotion in their ears, and Lin Yuqing could hardly hear or see anything clearly, only the irritability in his heart was clearly getting stronger and stronger.

He knew that he had to ask that question.

"High Priest," said the young man, "have you actually received the harrier I put back to call the police?"